President's Private Pampering: Sweet arrival

"But I want to eat now!" Su Yimo's eyes did not blink, looked at the cage drawer and said with his mouth.

"Well, go wash and gargle quickly. Isn't it uncomfortable to eat without gargling?" Su yunshang looked at her daughter helplessly. When did her daughter become so greedy.

"OK..." Su Yi Mo's mouth still didn't put down. He thought it was also unsanitary if he didn't gargle.

About five minutes later, Su Yimo came to the kitchen in a hurry. Su yunshang looked at her daughter and smiled. He held a small cage bag with chopsticks and handed it to Su Yimo, "eat slowly and be careful."

"I see, mom." Su Yimo happily took the plate, put the small cage bag close to his nose and smelled, "the small cage bag made by my mother is so delicious."

"You child, you say it's delicious before you eat." Su Yunchang shook her head and laughed. She felt a little inexplicable about her daughter's sudden praise.

"Do I still eat less of the small steamed buns made by my mother? It's the second time to eat the small steamed buns since I came back. I don't have to taste them. I can know how good the small steamed buns taste just by smelling the fragrance." With that, she resolutely twisted up a small cage bag and put it into her mouth. Maybe the small cage bag was placed outside for a period of time and was not hot. She chewed slowly and nodded with satisfaction, "Mom, look, I'm just delicious."

"Hot or not? I told you to be careful. " Su yunshang asked uncertainly when she saw her daughter's expression that she had not been scalded.

"Not hot, not hot, really not hot." Su Yimo was afraid that her mother would not believe it. She twisted a small cage bag and put it on her mother's mouth. "Try it, it's really not hot."

Su yunshang bit the small cage bag in her daughter's hand into her mouth. It was really not very hot. "Well, go and sit at the table and eat!"

"Mom, can you tell me why my cooking is obviously learned from you. When making other dishes, the taste is very similar... Why is the taste of this small steamed bun so different? Mom, do you have any tricks you didn't tell me? " Su Yimo quickly chewed a small cage bag and twisted one into his mouth under his mother's gaze.

"What can mom hide from you? Are you lazy when you make small steamed buns, and the steps you should do have been left behind?"

"No, it's the same as what you taught me before..." is she so lazy in her mother's eyes?

"How could that be different? Next time you..." Su yunshang was saying, and saw Lu Zichu coming towards them. She smiled and greeted Lu Zichu and said, "Zi Chu, why don't you sleep more."

"Do not sleep, sleep for a long time, head pain." Lu Zichu pressed his forehead with his hand and looked at Su Yimo standing by, "Mo Mo, wake up so early!"

"Godmother, are you hungry? Do you want to eat this?" Su Yimo handed the small cage bag in his hand to Lu Zichu, and his other finger pointed to the small cage bag on the plate.

"Well, I'm just hungry." Lu Zichu said, impolitely picked up one and put it in his mouth. He didn't forget to praise: "it's delicious."

"Zichu, why are you still like a child." However, this scene made Su yunshang think of the time when they were studying. At that time, they were innocent. Zichu was as childish as he is now.

She thought, Zichu should be very happy these years, otherwise there would be such a satisfied smile on Zichu's face?